This is one of those movies which coolly stands alone, and that's a cool admiring, impressive quality. Gold and greed are hard lessons learnt, in this sort of semi thriller, where cool dude actor, Mancuso goes in search of his friend who hasn't returned, from the lakes and alpines of British Columbia, in his not so trusty sea plane. He he pulls some cool hotshot maneuvers in the film's starting, even though it isn't Mancuso doing them. Mancuso is a great, lesser know actor, and I'm a fan of his work. Basinger, who does lack here, in one her early roles, the wife, of the missing friend, tags along, where a dangerous adventure begins. As to Mancuso's real intentions later on, it's kind of murky. Heston, as the baddie, of course rules the film, cause he's well, Charlton Heston, in a splendid evil performance, as a bearded Irish hermit/golddigger, who proudly mutters these writings, and the movie title repeatedly, if to reiterate, the importance of those two, heavily uttered words, . He has a brother who looks very much like, well, Charlton Heston. There are some dead patches in the film, and as to suspense or surprise, there's not much there, but great characters, utilized by some solid acting forces, and some nice sea plane flying, lift it, better than Mancuso's wonky piloted transport. Good, if you want an adventure, and the final shot, is a wonderfully awaited sight. A good night watch. Heston, one mean mother.
Review of Mother Lode
